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Oct 2014 kingjones

Dona Mayoora

I see two people
so in love with each other
schmoozing numinous dialect,
only a purest of heart can fathom.

I see a kiss I hear it too,
I see eyes pinnacles
lips singing
and heart sinking in love.

Now, do not tell me
I’m seeing
a teaching of Venn diagram
on the display board,
and my explanation for
A intersection B is ludicrous!

Please do not tell me
I’m wrong.

It must be poetry
I'm seeing,
and I'm in love with it
more than anything else.

/*Orginal poem published in Mayalayam, translated by poet. */

Set A                             Set B
       _____________        ______________
     /                           \    /                             \
    /                             \  /                                \
   /                               \/                                  \
  /                                /\                                   \
|                              / A\                                  |
|                             |  n |                                  |
|                             |  B |                                 |
  \                             \  /                                  /
   \                             \/                                  /
    \                            /\                                /
     \ ____________/  \_______________/

#poetry #donamayoora #venn #diagram #malayalam

Oct 2014 kingjones

Poetry

Oct 2014 kingjones

Dona Mayoora

Poetry

Poetry is a poets work
in clandestine chemistry
no ethics exist there
other than poethics!

#poem #poetry #poet #donamayoora #malayalam

Oct 2014 kingjones

Bluesberry Pie

Oct 2014 kingjones

Dona Mayoora

Bluesberry Pie

Two were suffocated
One stabbed
Four drowned
Three broken neck.
A massive shock for her,
articulated.

10 were over
None are forgotten,
7 irrelevant
but 3 where all 3.

She was asked to
portray all these
in a pie chart.

While he was eating
a blueberry pie.

#people #blues #india #donamayoora #malayalam #pie-chart #pie #kerala

Oct 2014 kingjones

Dog Day I

Oct 2014 kingjones

Ra Sh

Dog Day I

Dog Day I
By Ra Sh

Dogs make great lovers.

They are tail waggers and flag wavers

who never forget you. They always start

from where they finished last

restoring the session.

Memories of love are imprinted on them

like in flash sticks.

They never fail you and are tireless

and have yelping tongues that flare up

to kiss your face unlike damp humans.

Dogs don't ****.

A dog doesn't ride you unless you offer yourself to him.

Most important,

they hold you in a vice like two-hoots-for-the-world grip.

When loving, they call out in ecstasy

such endearing terms like oh my queen and oh my *****!

Calling you even a ****, sending you crashing over the precipice.

And, in love throes, they send a knot deep into you,

fulfilling you.

And, if you send a knot deep into them,

you are hooked for life,

never to disentangle

even when gods pelt stones.

Oct 2014 kingjones

varghese has no home ( translated poem)

Oct 2014 kingjones

Ra Sh

varghese has no home ( translated poem)

By Kuzhur Wilson ( in Malayalam)
(trans from Malayalam by Ra Sh)

Varghese has no home.

Holes up where he works.

Jesus’s own man.

Big rosary around his neck.

And a matching wooden cross.

He gardens around the yard

On days of leisure.

Holds a deep grudge

Against the trees around.

Doomed are they the moment

His eyes settle on them.

Asked him once whether

His rancor was because

Jesus was nailed on wood.

Or, was it the wheezing

the Acacia trees caused?

Or, was it the itchy worms

from the soft wood trees?

He said time and again

‘Brother, I love the trees

More than you love them.’

Have seen many times

The birds from the trees

Chopped down by Varghese

Looking for their nests.

Clearing the bushes along

The road to the office was

Varghese’s job for the day.

When I went out for a smoke

Glowing was he about

the way the place now gleamed.

Midnight, after work,

Was driving along the path

Shorn clean by Varghese.

In the blaze of the headlight

A hare dashed frantically

Looking for its bush.

Oct 2014 kingjones

eleven thirty when two people make a world to play in

Oct 2014 kingjones

Kuzhur Wilson

eleven thirty when two people make a world to play in

When we
Are alone,
Me and Ammini
Make another
World to play in.
Like the ever vacant
Sand houses
Some adults build
With their kids
On the beach.

Then,
I will get angry
Even if the gentlest
Of breezes
Passes that way.
She will turn livid
Even if a *****
Passes that way.

If
Single
Single
Memories
Or sighs
Or their scars
Appear on the face
She will
Wipe them off
With
Kisses.

After playing
For long,
We will fight.

Ammini will holler
Louder than
The way she laughed.
I will keep mum
Louder than her.

I will
Lay her down
Holding her close
To my *****
That will beat
Ammineee, Ammineeee.

As she pretends
To sleep,
I will shoo her off
Go away pussiiii!
As if the masculine
Of pussee is pussoo
She will shoo me off
Go away pussoo!

I will retort
Go away Poochamma!
Ammini will retort
Go away Pochamba!
Go away Kochambi!
Go away Kochambra!
Go away Pochambra!
Go away Sochambra!

Go away
Sorambi!
Go away
Soramba!
Go away
Soorambi!
Go away
Kooramba!
Go away
Koorambi!
Go away

……

At a loss
For words
She will
Change the tune.
Goaway
Slate!

Goaway
Bag!
Goaway
Tree!
Goaway
Pencil!
Goaway
Pen!
Goaway,
Ant
Goaway
Mosquito!
Goaway
Matchbox!
Goaway
Straw!
Goaway
Book!
Goaway
Cot!
Goaway
Chair!
Goaway
Window!
Goaway
Door!
Goaway
Mobile!
Goaway
Button!
Goaway
Computer!
Goaway
Trousers!
Goaway
Shirt!
Goaway
Sky!
Goaway
Puppy!
Goaway
Star!
Goaway
Well!
Goaway
Girl!
Goaway
Boy!
Goaway
Calendar!
Goaway
Fan!
Goazway
Doll!
Goaway
Broom!
Goaway
Tiffin box!
Goaway
Poetry!
Goaway
Annakutty!
Goaway
Appakutta!
Goaway
Ammikkalli!
Goaway
Appakkalla!

About to lose,
I will show the
Trump card.

Go away
Agnus Anna!

Her face will change.
Hesitantly,
She will say

Go away
Kuzhur Wilson!

Then
An
Intolerable
Silence
Will
Spread
There.

When Ammini
Turns back
To
Kochu TV,
I will
Enter
The bathroom
Shut
The door
And
Puff on
A cigarette.

Then
Another
Kind of
Game
That
Makes
Life
Intolerable
To live
Will
Pool
Around me
There.

**Translation : Ra Sha

“Wilson speaks the language of the Christ contemplating life in the dark cavern in the twilight zone between crucifixion and resurrection. At the door, stand guard numerous women, goats, dogs, birds and reptiles speaking agitatedly in a vernacular tongue. All objects, living and non living, fall within his jurisdiction. Over everything falls a great sheet of sadness like a gloomy rain. “

Ra Sha

Oct 2014 kingjones

Say It

Oct 2014 kingjones

Zajan Akia

Say It

Say it once and I'll
believe it
say it twice and I
won't blink
Say it three times I'll
besiege it
Keep it silent, I'll
relate

#love

Oct 2014 kingjones

Drawn to Dawn

Oct 2014 kingjones

Zajan Akia

Drawn to Dawn

seagulls pull the sun of mourning
up into the starless sky
flawless skin set free of midnight
taught against the azure heights

foaming waves and swirling sand grains
calmed upon her soft approach
settle into morning's daybreak
braced against the coming cold

a million stars to chase her warmth
and barely light the darkened sky
where one once flared a burning love
sit countless others counting time

between the twilight and night
passion burns away to quiet

#love